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Sunday, July 31, 2011

We decided it's time to put Reagan back into cloth diapers. Now before you go and say, oh you’re one of those moms... Reagan being in cloth diapers is more so a fashion thing then me trying to save the earth to be truthful. I only have one diaper that is a solid color, the rest are different patterns and animal prints.

Not only are cloth diapers super cute, it’s a huge plus that my husband and I will be saving money by using cloth diapers also. A huge deciding factor in starting was when we where at Costco and the box of disposables where $40 and I can order 10 cloth diapers with 10 inserts for $50 and those will last me forever instead of just a month. My first set of cloth diapers I bought where "one size diapers", the ones that you snap the front and adjust the elastic to different sizes instead of buying just a small, medium or large diaper. I tried them out for a week and since Reagan is on the petite side they didn't fit her very well and leaked out the sides. I didn’t want to buy a bunch of newborn cloth diapers and have her wear them until she gained some weight so we decided to go back to disposable diapers for a while. Finally Reagan has gained a little more weight and she fits better in them so back to cloth we go!

Diaper butts are adorable but who seriously who doesn’t like a cute diaper butt?

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Dear Malcolm,
I really thought that you would live forever because of how much of an asshole you where. I never thought that you would get sick, I know that it wasn't our fault but I still feel partly responsible... I hope that in kitty heaven you're having a good time... I hope that the angels that feed you knows that you cannot have wet food cause it gives you the runs and they let you go outside from time to time and that they don't worry you'll always return at 3am meowing at a bedroom window. I hope that they have sunshine that you can sunbathe in and mirrors you can stair at yourself in. I hope that they know to share their pork rines, beef jerky and yogurt with you. I'll miss the sound of your meow when I called your name and the way you use to lick my eyelids to wake me up. I'll miss everything about you, good and bad.

I never thought losing a childhood pet would be this hard, I thought since I wasn't around you anymore it would be okay. But it still hurts just as much... I'll always love you Malcolm and you'll always have a place in my heart. I'll never forget you, ever.

Friday, July 22, 2011

This is how I have been spending most of my day. I have been so busy crafting for Reagan’s birthday. I am currently working on all her invitations. I want to be able to get them out soon but I don't know if that is going to happen or not, eek. People keep asking me why I am planning her birthday so far ahead but seriously, I am making all her invitations, decorations and pretty much everything by hand. I LOVE the paper that I bought from Jo Anns for her happy birthday banner. It's their Luxury Pack. Soo pretty the scrapbooking paper in there is to die for. I'm pretty excited about it all.

Reagan had her 9 month checkup today; yes a little late but her doctor is so awesome it’s harder to get an appointment with her then to get away with murder. She came out a whopping 13.5lbs and 25 inches long. She may be at the bottom of the charts in the 3% but she’s making her own curve at least! She has her appointment with her gastroenterologist in a few weeks; hopefully her poo samples will come up with something. But who knows, maybe Reagan is just going to be short and thin, nothing wrong with that. She's fun size!

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Well, I didn’t workout every day like I was supposed to. BUT I have a reason that I didn't, I swear! I really screwed up my back. I mostly have just been doing light yoga until it gets better which really blows because I am never going to slim down to what I want to be. Dang it.

Like I said before, I am nowhere near over weight but it will still make me cringe to share my current weight with everyone. Just know I am 10lbs over what I was after I had my first daughter, Ava.

Speaking of Ava, I was doing yoga today and she asked if I could show her how. She really likes to do her “exercises” which normally is just her running in a circle and doing jumping jacks but whatever keeps her active. I was trying to how her how to stretch and touch your toes while standing and while doing so she just starts giggling and falls on her face. Literally on her face. I don’t understand how someone can be that uncoordinated…then again she does walk straight into walls all the time. There goes my hopes and dreams of her doing ballet…ha ha.

And of course Reagan has to make her way in and this show why it takes me a while to actually write in my blog and of course, my lazy dog Jetta in the background…

Thursday, July 14, 2011

I absolutely love Italian food. I am half Italian so I’m betting pasta sauce just runs in my veins. I’d like to think that I am actually good at cooking Italian food, well when I actually do cook. My husband does all the cooking in our house; he likes to cook and he’s pretty darn good at it so I let him. Ha ha.

Since spaghetti and meat sauce was already on our food calendar for the day, I thought what the heck I’ll just make some pasta instead of using store bought. Eric and I made homemade raviolis the other day and they were amazing. I had forgotten how amazing, melt in your mouth, goodness fresh pasta is.

Ava kept asking me about a million questions about what I was doing; she kept saying “That’s not how Daddy makes pizza dough.” Every time I cook Ava always makes a comment like, “Ohhhh Daddy’s letting you cook Mommy?” And “Good job Mommy! You’re doing it all by yourself!” She sure knows how to make you feel real good, ha ha.

But, my pasta turned out amazing by the way as usual. My Grandma and Grandpa would be proud.

Rolling out pasta is a pretty hard workout, but I guess if you're not all sweaty after doing it you're definitely not doing it right. My arms are still a little sore.

Ahh, how pretty. Looks a little more like linguini then spaghetti but that's okay.

Yum, now that's some melt in your mouth pasta. If you have never tried fresh pasta you really need to make some. It's not as hard as you would think it is, just do it already.

Oh and I also can make a kick ass bruschetta. By far my favorite meal. If I was on death row, that would be my last meal...well that and cheese fondue but that obsession is for another time.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

I am no means over weight but I do want to tone up a bit. I have my problem areas and I still have a little chub left after having Reagan. I try to work out every morning, not that it always happens but maybe 4 days out of 7 it does. Normally it's the days that Reagan decides to sleep in.

I am currently trying to live a healthier lifestyle, cutting out soda and fast food. It’s hard. Coca-Cola is like crack to me, if it’s in my house it’s not going to last very long. It will be a hard cycle to break. But I have to think, water, water, water, and more water.

I came across the Slim in 6 workout program online when I was looking for the P90X workout calendar. It’s a 6 week program that has cardio mixed with light resistance and it's suppose to slim you down without adding bulky muscles. I’ve done the first week of the program a few months ago and I was so sore I never kept up with it. So I decided last night I am going to reattempt to do the 6 week program again…

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

You know, some days being a Mom really weights heavy on you. Ava really knows how to make an awesome day go bad in a matter of seconds. It’s hard sometimes to remind myself she’s only 4 years old and she doesn’t really understand what she is doing sometimes but seriously, I cannot trust that girl to be alone anywhere. I went to the bathroom for you know, maybe 5 minutes, if that and I return to find both girls playing in Reagan’s room and the ENTIRE room and I mean ENTIRE room covered in baby powder. Plus poor baby Reagan’s hair was grey; I had to wash it twice to get it all out. Seriously? Who baby powders their sister? How that much destruction happens in 5 minutes I probably will never know…

I sometimes wish babies would drop like a baby giraffe and be ready to go to school. Like a little Dora dropping out, Hola Mommy! All equipped with a backpack and a map to find her way to school. But unfortunately life isn’t fair, ha ha.

It has pretty much been one of those days; I seem to be having a lot of those. Plus you throw in a grumpy, maybe finally *fingers crossed*, teething 9 month old and I think I'll call it a day.